In his poem Lay of the Last Minstrel Walter Scott, writes of Geraldine:
The slender form, that lay on couch of Ind!
O'er her white bosom strayed her hazel hair,
Pale her dear cheek, as if for love she pined;
All in her night-robe loose, she lay reclined,
And, pensive, read from tablet eburnine
Some strain that seemed her inmost soul to find: --
That favoured strain was Surrey's raptured line,
That fair and lovely form, the Lady Geraldine."